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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 26, 2011 18:16:42 GMT -5
Specklepaw smiled and licked his cheeks "It's not your fault."she purred softly, rubbing her nose on Nettlepaw's, pressing her side against him. She tightened her tail around around his, not feeling as bad as she had before.
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Post by Storm on Aug 26, 2011 18:25:42 GMT -5
Nettlepaw blushed and nosed Specklepaw's ear sweetly. "Er, I think we should go back to camp, before Runningleap comes back.." he shuddered at the thought of Runningleap's angry state if he saw that they were still out in the territory.
But what happens next? Stay with Specklepaw in camp and Venomsnake or Owlscream will be sure to make fun of you. And what will Runningleap say? an annoying voice pointed out in his mind. He shook the thought away but he knew that it would come back sooner or later.
ooc;; Posted in DCC and TA.
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 26, 2011 18:36:27 GMT -5
Specklepaw flushed quite noticeably and nodded, licking his muzzle and standing up a little, still keeping her tail interwined with his. She smiled softly, not yet back to her usual rambunctious self.
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Post by Storm on Aug 26, 2011 18:40:55 GMT -5
Nettlepaw blushed even more when Specklepaw continued to lick his cheeks and his muzzle, but in the back of his mind he wasn't very used to the new Specklepaw. Now she only cuddles and shares tongues with him, but not that he didn't like all that, but Nettlepaw kind of wanted the old Specklepaw back.
He started towards the direction of camp with Specklepaw by his side, and a soft purr sounding from his throat as they walked.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 26, 2011 19:35:44 GMT -5
"Awwe, how cute. Are you two becoming mates already? How cold of you two at such a young age." a monking voice spoke from the camp barrior. Owlscream moved away from the shadows, her face twisted into a dark, devilish grin. "Nettlepaw, remember what Venomsnake said about getting closer to your friends?" the fawn-covered she-cat asked, walking around the two cuddling apprentices in a tight circle. The scarred side of her cheek was facing them as Owlscream laughed. "You don't want your girlfriend to get hurt, now would you?"
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Post by Storm on Aug 26, 2011 19:38:40 GMT -5
Nettlepaw bristled in dismay and flushed when Owlscream suddenly appeared from the shadows. "Stay away from us, you freak!" he snarled defensively and stood in front of Specklepaw. He felt stronger knowing that she was with him, and he felt like he could do anything.
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 26, 2011 19:39:05 GMT -5
Specklepaw flattened her ears and hissed "Leave us alone!" she had snapped out of her lovestruck trance and confronted the fawn and cream she cat warrior, her mottled fur standing on end and she snarled at Owlscream.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 26, 2011 19:47:48 GMT -5
Owlscream looked taken back for a second, but shook it off. She took a step forward, a shadowy gleam in her deep blue eyes. "You two are talking to me like I'm a rogue. That's very rude to say that to a clanmate, you know?" she padded around again, her claws coming out of her paws. "I watch your liking to each other if I was you. Runningleap, and Fernwhisper would be displeased if their apprentices had kits! Hahahaha!!" she raised her head to let out a twisted laugh at her cruel joke, knowing it was giving her joy.
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Post by Storm on Aug 26, 2011 19:51:38 GMT -5
Nettlepaw hissed in anger and frustration. "Maybe if you weren't so darn mean, maybe we wouldn't be talking to you like this!" he spat. He was about to turn around and leave with Specklepaw when he heard Owlscream's remark about kits.
He turned on her and pressed his nose into her face, fluffing his fur to twice his size. Even though he was only nine moons, his frame looked like an adults, and with his fur up he looked the same size as Owlscream. "You went too far, Owlscream!" he snarled, unseathing his claws. |
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 26, 2011 19:59:29 GMT -5
Specklepaw bristled angrily and before Nettlepaw could lay a claw on Owlscream, she tackled the warrior to the ground, biting fiercely at her neck and clawing at her sides with her hooked claws, digging them deep into her ribcage.
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